Jagger

The over 25-foot long goldish-green anaconda was new to the valley, after sorta being 'imported' from another place. He had snuck onto some large boat that was bound for this destination, and he had gotten trapped on it. He had stayed there in secrecy, believe it or not, until the boat landed at this valley. That was all how Jagger managed to get here. And this was his first stop on the way to find some murky water. Unaware of the possible threats around here, he slithered quietly through one of the ruins, headed upward, and then slid right over and through one of the windows, before coming back out of the front of that same temple. His round eyes searched for a place to hang his long body, when finally, he noticed an old-looking tree branch that dangled off to the side from a single large tree. He grinned to himself before moving over to it, but making the familier brushing noises against the ground, before he started his way up. He curled his snake-body around the branch and kept going round and round until he reached the large wooden trunk. He then started curling his way up that, too, before coming across another branch; larger than the first, and not dangling. He inspected it to make sure it was safe enough, since he didn't want to go tumbling down while he took his nap, and then slithered out on to it. He curled his body around the dull wood and rested his head on the very egde of it. Although this place was sorta hard to come across for him, it'de be even harder to get to any water at this rate. He sighed lightly and just laid there, staring out into space. Wasn't there anything else to do, other than this? When he was finished resting, he would have to have something to do. And the area seemed lifeless enough-- an excellent place for exploring. But would one think that a snake would want to go slithering all over the place, just to look at stuff? Not Jagger, actually. He'de rather just go for a swim.

Capida

Capida the capibara had escaped from her new home at the zoo here.She had be inported to the zoo but had found a hole in their enclouser and now was running loose.Being the largest roden alive it was wierd thing to see being from south american and being the main pray species of the anaconda well its usual pray.She moved through the ruins gazing around spooking at the slightest noise.She oblivious not only to regular preditors from these lands but oblivious to the large anaconda that some how got in a tree.She sniffed around.Maybe she could find other capybara's but maybe she wouldnt.

Jagger

Jagged was originally from South America, in the rainforest, but as said before, he had been stuck on a boat. It figures, too, with his kind of luck. He looked around, finding that he couldn't seem to get to sleep. He would have yawned, at least, but who ever seen a snake yawn before?
Moving with slow and wobbily motions, he uncoiled his body from the branch and allowed it to just sit there loosely around it. His head was still positioned at the edge, but then he realized that he was getting a bit hungry. Hmm, but where would he get any food around here? He would settle for a wolf if he had to, but he primarily enjoyed deer as well. Rodents were the quick and easy snacks. While he had to drag larger prey into the water to drown them, along with squeezing them to death, smaller prey could just be gobbled up without a care. But where would he find some rat or something around here? Sticking his slit tounge out as he observed the ground below, his round eyes landed on something down near the tree. A rodent! He forgot what those things were called, but they were definitly something on his 'to-eat' list. As the very edges of his mouth flickered into a slight grin, he began to slowly inch the front end of his long snake body closer and closer to the ground, while being as silent as possible. Yes, this snake had many tricks up his scales. And he hadn't had the time to 'shed' them yet. He moved his head nearer to the rodent, making sure he was lowering himself down right above the small animal, before stopping completely. He hung there for a moment, motionless and silent, before moving in to strike. His mouth immedietly sprung wide open as his head was flung downward quickly with a sharp movement, aiming to snap his powerful jaws full of pointed teeth down right on the capybara's head, so that if he succeeded, he could easily take the animal back up and either squeeze it to death or just swallow it whole.

Capida

She had stoped moving when her nose finally picked the snake up and she had stood stiff.One leg up and she gazed around and then looked up and made a capybara sound and pushed off with her hind legs just before the snake could get her.She moved a safe distance away and then just stood where she was watching the huge snake.

Pheral

Not sure where Ice and the others had gone too, Pheral set out to establish some more alliances. She was also interested in accquiring some help as far as getting some of her own kind set free, but she would worry about that later. First things first, after all.

The Ruins were the first place she met a friend in this Valley, so it made sense to return here and see if that luck prevailed. As she entered the old remains of the human's village, Pheral was startled to pick up on the scent of two amazonian creatures. The tropic jungle had been her home for a brief time when she was just a piglet, before being capture and transported elsewhere. During that time, her parents had taught her well on the creatures that lived in the area. Capybaras were friendly; Andacondas deadly. Among others, of course.

Now, the sow weighed nearly 630 pounds, with the colder regions of this northern land spurring her growth. Jagger was a potential threat to her, although her emense girth would make it very difficult indeed for even the largest andaconda to quickly subdue her. That, and she was simply to big for him to eat anyway. Still, she didn't want those horribly sharp teeth embedded in her skin, so the she was wary.

Moving cautiously on her relatively long legs, Pheral used her incredibly keen snout to track down the two creatures that were out of place. And it didn't take long to find them. Coming around the side of a half-crumbled wall, the sow saw as Capida narrowly escaped the snake's strike. "That's a strange place for an andaconda." She stated loudly, stepping closer, but not so close as to be in his striking range. "A tree is no place for you, and you're quite far from water." Pheral could only assume that humans were to blame for these two being here, so she did not ask. However, it was strangely nice to find two creatures from her homeland. If anything, she'd like to make friends with the big snake and rodent, although she wasn't so sure an andaconda would go for that. But, it wouldn't hurt to try at least.

Jagger

Perhaps Jagger possibly could swallow such an animal. Anacondas had their ways of unhinging their jaws and even dislocating them, just to get their prey down. Of course, they could 'relocate' them, but this snake wasn't too set on gobbling up a big pig-looking creature. Of course, he knew them from before, but he always just referred to them as 'pig creatures,' or something else of the sort.

Jagger's eyes followed after the rodent as it moved away from his biting range, and he slipped down onto the ground completely, with the rest of his long body falling right down on top of him. He found his way out of the tower and immedietly thought of going after the capybara, but then just caught Pheral's words. He turned his head quickly, recognizing the animal itself, but not who it was. "Who are you?" he asked quickly, tongue flicking out of his mouth as he lifted his head up from the ground and narrowed his beady black eyes. Despite her size, he could picture himself latching onto her flesh and dragging her into the water and coiling his long and rather thick body around her form. Quite a daring little fellow, or 'big,' I should actually say.

Capida

Capida squeeled and finally came to a halt.Man that snake was slow or maybe it was just cuz she caught it in time.She turned to face him and then saw the pig like thing.She listened to its words but said nothing.She knew those creatures to be from hre range but never really interected.She watched keeping a weary eye on the anaconda.

Pheral

Remaining calm but vigilent, the mix-breed sow watched over Jagged's movements. She kept her low-held head a touch lower than normal right now, so that her four scythe-like tusks were angled at the snake. The sow didn't mean to be threatening, but she did want to prove a quite point about what weapons she carried.

"Pheral is my name." She replied, lifting her long-snouted head up a bit more in a relaxed position. One half-perked ear was directed at Jagged, while the other was pointed toward Capida. "What do you call yourselves?" Pheral kept her voice even and not to low, for a lowered voice was a universal sign of aggression. In anycase, she hoped to nuetralize the situation, which was akward at best; there was Capida, an herbivor, Pheral herself an omnivor, and Jagger, a carnivor. In interesting if not delicate mix this was, with the poor capybara being at the bottom of the food-heirarchy list.

Jagger

Jagger looked on at the pig as she spoke her name. He eyed her tusks, but thought nothing much of them. Even though they could prove to be lethal, he himself had his own sharp teeth. A snake's teeth weren't designed for chewing, but for holding on. Luckily, latching was something that Jagger did very well with his jaws. He was a heavy snake, as well, like all anacondas. They were the heaviest snake in the world, and perhaps even the longest.

Jagger narrowed his eyes a bit more, feeling his stomach, or what there was of one, rumble lightly in hunger. "Jagger," he stated in reply, short and light. Though not too light. His voice could prove to be a bit threatening at times, but it was often like that just because of being a snake. He curled his long body up and turned his head to look at the capybara, feeling his hunger rising once again. He needed something to eat soon, or else he'de be throw himself off that tree branch. Not like that was gonna happen, though.

Pheral

His movements were noted, though her knowledge of his particular species was sketchy at best. She had to rely on what she knew about other snakes similar to his kind to judge what in intentions might be. And right now, by the looks he was casting Capida's way, this serpent was looking for a meal.

"Jagger? Nice to meet you." Somehow, she doubted that he'd take kindly to her words, but she offered them anyway. And still, Pheral was keen to make friends with this unlikely creature, if not Capida as well. "If you plan to remain here, you'll have to brave the winter. I could show you a few places where you can survive the cold months that will soon be coming." Pheral offered, knowing the two would freeze to death up here as soon as late fall set in. If it weren't for all the unique thermal features of the valley, creatures like the crocodiles of Pike's Lake wouldn't be able to survive the harsh winters here.

Capida

Capida listened and watched."my name is capida"She said calmly and just stood there.

Jagger

Jagger kept his beady black eyes on the large pig-looking animal after the rodent gave her name. He slightly tilted his serpant head, though his neck went the same way as well; twisting as his head moved. But what she said next was something that stunned him, for he never had heard of something like that.
"Winter? Never heard of such a thing." he stated, narrowing his eyes, which were slightly narrowed already. Her words before hadn't been given much thought to, since conversing with your prey wasn't something he ever really did. He just stared at her, while also having his mind on the rodent. He'de go after her if only this other animal wasn't here. But food could probably wait; his stomach said otherwise, though.

Pheral

How could she explain winter to one who had never experienced such a thing? After a moment of thought, she sow began, "Winter brings on a very deep coldness. Think about the cool morning, just before dawn; how it makes you sluggish and slow. Now imagine it becomes so cold that not only can you not move anymore, but neither can the water." She hoped that this analogy would help him understand just how fridged this place got. "The coldness is so great that the water cannot move anymore, and turns as hard as a rock." This would probably sound like a crazy, mythical type of concept to someone who had never experienced freezing conditions. At least, she would think so, if she had never been through such things.

"Instead of rain, little peices of frozen, white water falls on the ground. It's called snow." Pheral glanced from Jagger to Capida, "There are a few places that remain warm though, and they are the only places I think you'll be able to survive until winter is over."

Jagger

--> Jagger watched the sow with slightly interested eyes. Winter? Something he never heard of before, and didn't understand why she really knew so much, either, but whatever was going on here, he couldn't be sure. She must have been living here for quite some time if she knew so much of something he had never even seen or heard of before. "The water can't move? I've never heard of water that couldn't move." he then stated in reply to her first sets of words, tilting his head again. Of course it didn't quite tilt too much, since his neck and a bit of his body twisted along as well. "Ssssnow?" he then 'asked,' sliding the 's,' "Where are these warm places? I feel a chill coming on now..." he then said, narrowing his eyes. This would be one interesting new life for him, and he was indeed very sure of it.
"Thissss plassse has much more than what I thought to it. But tell me: how in the world did you find your way all the way out here?" he asked her, wrapping his body up in coils to form a half pile, with the last few feet of his tail still sitting out on the ground behind him.

Pheral

She was pleased to hear him open up more, and hoped that this was somewhat drawing his attention away from eating. At least for the moment. "I'm here the same reason you are, I presume. Humans caught me." Pheral explained, though she didn't know for absolute sure that Jagger was brought here by humans; but then again, she couldn't think of any other way a tropical snake could wind up oceans away from his native land without the interference of the bizarre two-leggers.

"I escaped from them, and have been living here for years now. But it's only recently that I've moved into this Valley." The sow went on, "I've been around this particular area for about a year now." Dark eyes flashed to Capida for a moment, then right back to Jagger. If she wanted this trio to survive, then it was important to provide the anaconda with some food alternatives. "I tell you what; how about I show you where these warm places are, and find you something to eat? There are two; the warmest one does not have water that you can stay in long. The other two places are colder, but there is much more water. One is a lake, and the other a deep-water marsh."

Jagger

Jagger continued to stare hard at the sow, taking in her words with mild interest. Of course, he should be a lot more interested than what he was now, but he couldn't find a way to make it appeal to him. In his mind, it was just some cold white stuff that fell from the skies and froze over the waters and made them so they couldn't move. Jagger didn't know the real damage it could cause him, including death, even, but he did feel the slightest ounce of worry deep down. Surely it would all grow though, as he got used to the lands and knew where everything was. No matter how much talking was done, Jagger wouldn't forget about his next meal-- whatever it would be. He had simply pushed it to the back of his mind so that he could fully understand this whole 'freezing' issue. Apparently, it had something to do with the temperature. At least Jagger knew something about this topic.
"I belive not; I had wandered onto thisss big floating thing that I got ssstuck on, and I remained on it in sssecresssy. Lucky for me, when it landed ashore here, I found my way out of it and ssslithered onto the land of the valley for the very firssst time. I've never even been in thessse regions before." he stated inreply to her, but then remembered that they had been originally talking about this thing called winter. "Sssomething to eat and sssome warmth would actually be great now. Where are thessse plassses, and which hasss the most food, would you say?" he then asked her, alert. He could feel himself getting hungrier by the minute. Maybe even the second. He hadn't eaten anything that 'great' since he had gone onto that boat. Nothing but tiny mice and rats, that is, and he was actually getting tired of them.

Pheral

So, by ship then. She thought silently to herself, knowing of only one otherway the humans cross the vast waters. Planes. The information brought Pheral to a quick conclusion; the humans didn't know that he was here. Or, hopefully not at least; there's no telling with the two-leggers. So long as they didn't know such a gigantic snake lived here, Jagger would be safeer for the time being. The problem would be to keep him away from human eyes, for humans had a tendancy to go after the unusual.

"They are just a short way to the west. The warmest place is much farther to the northwest, but I think the Marsh will suite you perfectly anyway." Now to figure out what the anaconda would eat. There were plenty of alligators in Galar's Marsh, which Pheral knew were similar enough to Caimen. Except that there were quite a few large gators that would be more than a mouthful for an andaconda. But still, a somewhat familiar food source would be there. Not to mention all the deer and large birds... and wolves. "There should be plenty of food for you at the Marsh. And I can surely help you catch some until you get use to the area."

Jagger

Jagger was listening to all of this talk about these warmer areas. Although this area did happen to appeal to him, there wasn't an ounce of liquid anywhere. That pretty much halted his thoughts on ever staying around here. He'de rather stay here than be on that boat again, but then he'de rather be in the warmer areas that the sow was speaking of than this place. And then being in human hands was something that he'de probably kill himself over. Or maybe not, but Jagger sometimes said he was going to do certain things when he really wasn't.
"I shhould probably jussst ssstick with the clossesst placce for now." he stated in reply to her first words, and then as she mentioned something about food, his head raised higher. The stuff that he held so dear and near to him was seeming so far off now. Even if the valley was full of some good prey, he wanted something to eat now, and there seemed to be nothing around. "Ahh, that'de help me greatly. But we probably won't get there anytime too sssoon with my rate of ssspeed. On land, anyway." he stated, thinking it over. There really was no fast way to get anywhere, in his mind. They'de just have to get there by going at the regular pace, and he was sure that it would take a while, with him tagging along.

Pheral

"Too the marsh then." Pheral was quiet for a moment as she delved into her mental map of the Valley. There were countless little creeks and streams interlacing the land, and there was a larger one that ran through the bottom of the ridges here. "We can travel by water then; it's not as direct, but it will be much easier for you at least." Pheral once more thought about it, and, after coming to a conclusion, spoke once again to Jagger, "There is a stream just down that way," The sow nodded in the general direction of the stream, "Follow that, and you'll wind up at the northern tip of the marsh. I'll be waiting there for you, hopefully with some food." Even with the creek to help Jagger, it would be a long ways. But it would at least give Pheral some time to locate a meal for the anaconda. With a nod to him, the mix-breed pig headed out of the Ruins.

Jagger

Jagger watched the sow intensely, making sure he got every word. He then remembered his hunger, which swept over him quite suddenly this time. He was now looking at her with anxious eyes, eager for his next meal, and what animals this place had for him. He nodded briskly to her before turning his front end and pointing his head toward the direction of the river. He began slithering quickly, though slowly, but it was sure. He soon enough reached the river, which seemed rather calm and gentle in his eyes. He slipped into the shoreline and then started swimming along the top of the water, making sure to keep his nostrils above the surface, but keeping the rest of his body securely hidden under the water, with his beady eyes peering around at the sides of the river. He was on his way to the ruins; slowly but surely.